Writer? Scriptwriter? Or just one of those freakys of today? The truth is that I have not yet found the right adjective to qualify Justin Halpern (Point Loma, USA, 1980) and his book, but well, I'm sure you also have fun reading the pitokerias of Aita (Shit My Dad Says).

The truth is, I took the book without any enthusiasm. The reason? I'm nothing fond of social media on the Internet. Halpern was entirely unknown to me, and when I learned that he had massively triumphed on Twitter by hanging out his father's stupidity, I gave him the last turn on the list of books around me for irate moral reasons. Once read, I do not think that with thousands of people I become a fan of the Shit My Dad Says website (http://shitmydadsays.tumblr.com), nor that I have changed my opinion about social networks. Although neither imagination nor originality can be denied to him, I have started and ended with his book the relationship with Halpern.

Honestly, Halpern explains the origin of his success. At 28, after leaving her roommates and losing her job, she had to return home from her parents. By then, Sam Halpern, his 63-year-old father, had retired and spent hours at home, talking badly about the world, with shameless comments that revealed his identity, rude and funny. Justin picked up his father’s phrases and hung them on Twitter as his “state message.” Who could hope that the internal issues of the house would become a social phenomenon? How do you explain to your father that he has become from one day to the next in the new image of the prototype Family Guy, which has millions of followers? This was Sam Halpern's reaction when his son left with the question: “What you want to publish. I will only put two conditions on you: I have no intention of talking to anyone and I will give you all the money you earn, whatever the amount. I don't need your dirty money, I have mine." The result

is a humorous autobiography that is built through the fragments chosen between childhood and youth of Justino. Justin remembers the first day of his daycare and the reassuring help he received from his father: "Did you think it was hard? Well, if childcare premieres you, I have very bad news about the life you have left,” or, due to the need to be friendly with people, he received the recommendation: “Hey, I know you don’t like to play with that fat, which is a mother who has a little voice. But the child is not to blame for being a bitch's son. Try to be kind to him.” And, of course, what his father said to him when his first girlfriend left him: “Hey, I understand that you are shattered, but you are nineteen years old, wouldn’t you think that in times of humanity and humanity you could make a piece with him alone?” These are short

sketch narratives that reflect the relationship between father and child and that seem to be drawn from a comic series. At the end of each scene, he offers us a list of the loose misdemeanors he's heard from his father, like the pearls of a dad donkey who would hang them on Twitter.